Chapter 121: It’s biting the monarch! This blood is old and greasy, bad review! Meow!

Freya clutched her wrist.

The expression on her face completely froze.

Those two small tooth marks were deep enough to see the bone.

At the site of the wound, a thin sliver of a space crack bit into her flesh, stubbornly preventing it from healing.

Her Monarch-rank self-healing ability had failed.

This small injury was nothing, but the sensation of being eroded by the Laws made her scalp tingle.

‘This little thing… how is this possible?!’

Lilia, however, didn’t think that much.

She only felt that her mouth was full of a fishy, greasy taste, mixed with a sickening scent of perfume.

She spat forcefully onto the polished obsidian floor.

The bloody froth splashed on the ground, looking exceptionally jarring.

Lilia wrinkled her nose, her face full of disgust.

“The meat is too tough, and it reeks of perfume. It tastes terrible! Meow!”

The air in the hall suddenly turned stagnant.

Freya’s face shifted rapidly from bewilderment to a ghastly shade of green.

“You… shall… DIE!”

She squeezed the words out through gritted teeth.

Before her voice could fade, she raised her uninjured hand.

In the center of her palm, a black sphere the size of a fist appeared out of thin air.

That wasn’t condensed energy; it was a piece of space that had been hollowed out, revealing a void behind it that swallowed everything.

The surrounding light was sucked into it, making a *sizzling* sound.

“SHADOW DECAY!”

With a sharp cry, the sphere of void flew out from her hand! Its target was aimed directly at Lilia’s head.

Wherever it passed, space itself distorted.

Run?

There wasn’t enough time!

Lilia’s mind went blank as the sensation of death rushed toward her.

But at that moment, the feeling of being pressed into the starry bathtub by Lucia resurfaced.

She ‘saw’ it.

She saw the world’s web composed of countless lines and nodes.

She also saw that black ball, carving an overbearing trajectory across the web.

‘I can’t dodge it, and I can’t block it either. Then… I’ll make it go away!’

Lilia reached out with both hands, not to block, but to suddenly grab and pull at the empty space in front of her!

She didn’t know what she was doing.

She just wanted to fold the space before her eyes!

“SPACE… FOLD! MEOW!”

She used every ounce of her strength to roar out words she didn’t even understand herself.

The space in front of her was actually grabbed by an invisible force and folded over!

The Shadow decay crashed head-on into this distorted area, and its trajectory deflected sharply.

*Thump!*

With a dull sound, the energy sphere struck a massive obsidian pillar not far from Lilia’s side.

The pillar, which required several people’s embrace to encircle, began to turn into black powder from the point of impact.

Then, even the powder vanished.

That section of the pillar had disappeared into thin air.

The hall was pin-drop silent.

The ferocious expression on Freya’s face froze.

‘How… is this possible?!’

A little thing who had just entered the 4th Tier — how could she touch the Laws of Space?

And to use such a high-level technique like “Folding”?

Lilia wasn’t going to give her time to daze out.

Take advantage of her weakness to take her life!

Her whole body was shaking, half from fear and half from excitement.

There was only one chance!

“SPACE… IMPRISONMENT! MEOW!”

She imitated Lucia’s manner, suddenly making a grasping motion with her fist toward Freya.

Freya, who was still in a state of shock, felt the air around her body instantly solidify into blocks of iron!

An invisible force locked her firmly in place.

“Get off me!”

Freya was, after all, a 5th-Rank Monarch.

She let out a roar, and the magic power within her body erupted, instantly shattering this crude cage of Laws.

But that pause of less than a second was enough!

Lilia’s small face wore a mischievous smirk as she extended two fingers.

One pointed at the Freya who had just broken free, and the other pointed at the ugly Magic Toad Fountain in the center of the hall.

“SPACE… DISPLACEMENT! MEOW!”

Freya’s figure vanished from her spot.

In the next second…

*Splash — Thud!!*

A massive sound of falling water echoed abruptly through the hall.

Everyone’s gaze shifted simultaneously toward the center of the hall.

The Succubus Queen, Freya, who had been high and mighty just moments ago, was now standing in the fountain pool in a pathetic posture.

The water was waist-deep.

Her purple gown was soaking wet and clung to her body, revealing all her curves.

Her meticulously styled purple hair had turned into damp strands, dripping with water.

Where she stood was exactly beneath the mouth of the Magic Toad sculpture.

*Pshhh —*

A jet of water sprayed directly and accurately onto her face.

“…”

“…”

“…”

In the Evernight Palace’s main hall, one could hear a pin drop.

Lilith remained expressionless, but her brow twitched slightly.

The Demon King’s Guards standing against the walls were all tense, their shoulders beneath their armor beginning to shake uncontrollably.

Finally, someone couldn’t hold it back anymore and let out a strange, leaking sound.

“Pffft…”

The comrade next to him immediately poked him hard with an elbow.

But that sound served as a signal.

Suppressed, muffled noises of people wanting to laugh but not daring to began to rise one after another from various corners of the hall.

Every guard lowered their head, their faces flushing red as their bodies trembled violently.

Lilia stood her ground, panting heavily.

That sequence of maneuvers had almost drained all her magic power.

But as she looked at the drenched figure in the fountain, a sense of unprecedented satisfaction welled up in her heart.

She put her hands on her hips, puffed out her flat little chest, and shouted with all her might, “How is it, My Queen?”

Her voice was somewhat raspy from exhaustion, yet it carried an undisguised provocation.

“Is the bath comfortable? Meow?”

These words completely ignited Freya’s fury.

The guards could no longer hold it back; although they still didn’t dare to laugh out loud, the muffled *kuku-ku* sounds were more hurtful than direct mockery.

In the fountain pool, Freya slowly raised her hand and wiped the water from her face.

Her face was contorted with a mixture of shock, shame, resentment, and madness.

A total humiliation!

She, Freya, the Succubus Queen who had ruled the Low Whisper Forest for hundreds of years, had been slapped, bitten, and finally thrown into a washbasin by a “pet” in front of His Majesty and all the lowly servants and guards!

“I — WANT — YOU — DEAD!”

Freya’s voice was no longer a scream, but a roar.

Following her roar, the water in the fountain pool began to boil violently!

A purple magic energy storm exploded outward with her as the center!

The temperature in the hall rose sharply, and even the air began to warp!

The guards who had been stifling their laughter felt their smiles freeze instantly, turning into terror.

This was the true power of a Monarch!

It was the wrath that would disregard everything to completely destroy an enemy!

The triumph on Lilia’s face vanished, and her small face turned pale.

An unprecedented pressure bore down on her.

This power wasn’t just trying to crush her; it was trying to erase her from existence itself!

She had played too hard.

Just as Freya raised her hand high, her palm condensing a destructive magic sphere capable of leveling half the palace, and prepared to hurl it at Lilia regardless of the consequences — a cold, lazy voice drifted down from the high throne.

The voice wasn’t loud.

It was flat and devoid of emotion.

“Have you had enough of a scene?”